In front of the main hall, the expressions on everyone's faces had already become dull.
Although many of them have heard of the name of Lingxiao Invincible Immortal.
But now that they saw it with their own eyes, they understood what it means to crush a generation and what it means to be invincible!
In front of this descendant of the Ling clan, they really deserve to be called ants!
"Ling Xiao!! Even if you are invincible, you can't kill me!!!"
Yu Yuntian had no intention of resisting at this time.
Originally, his realm was one level lower than Ling Xiao's, but the latter's sword contained unparalleled principles.
What does he use to carry it?
Use dog heads?
Gan.
"Can't I kill you? If your father comes today, you will definitely die."
Ling Xiao sneered, his white robe bloomed with starlight, and the big sword finally landed above Yu Yuntian's head.
From the beginning to the end, the Holy Lord of Ten Thousand Swords did not move even a little bit.
A Yu Yuntian, if he dies... he will die.
If this offends the Ling clan, the gain outweighs the loss.
Moreover, even if the strong men of the Yu family were to know that Yu Yuntian was bullying the second son of the Ling clan in the sect, I am afraid that if they knew more about the current affairs, they would tie up Yu Yuntian and go to the Ling clan to apologize.
Young people are impulsive and reckless, but those old people who have lived for hundreds of years will not take any risks.
The Ling clan is powerful and has the potential to aspire to dominate Eastern Xinjiang.
Moreover, it is said that the palace goddess is now openly having sex with this descendant of the Ling clan.
The four supreme orthodoxy are tied together. How many people in the entire Holy State dare to compete with them?!
"Ancestor!! Save me!!"
At this moment, under the sword, Yu Yuntian suddenly roared.
A red black light suddenly lit up in his hand.
Immediately afterwards, a terrifying and terrifying power suddenly surged out.
"It's over..."
Lord Wanjian's eyes narrowed, and he suddenly took a step forward, but in the end... he was still a step too slow.
"Damn it! Who dares to kill me, the young master of the Yu family!!"
Red light shot up into the sky, and under the sword, a slightly illusory old figure gradually revealed its figure.
But before the soul body could completely condense, the sword had already fallen from the sky and struck him on the shoulder.
"boom!"
The whole world suddenly dimmed for a moment.
And the old man who had just revealed his figure instantly had his eyes split open, his eyes raised in shock, and he looked up into the air.
There, a figure in white clothes stood with his hands behind his back. On top of the ancient sword in his hand, the sword was lingering. It was just a state, but it was only in the late stage of breaking the delusion.
"Ant! Do you dare to kill me?"
The person who came was none other than the ancestor of the Yu family, Yu Baitang, whose cultivation had already reached the third level of the God King.
Although the soul is manifesting at this time, it cannot be shaken by those who destroy the delusion.
I saw thousands of streams of light suddenly blooming on his palm, and he directly grasped the sword.
"Damn it! Who are you? How dare you kill me, the young master of the Yu family!!!"
Yubaitang looked up to the sky and screamed, but for a moment, the expression on his face suddenly solidified.
At this time, he seemed to see, not far away, the Holy Master of Ten Thousand Swords, sighing softly and looking at him with bitter eyes.
"This...is the Holy Land of Ten Thousand Swords? But how could Yuntian..."
Originally, he left a spiritual talisman to Yu Yuntian to save his life at the critical moment of life and death.
That sword can indeed determine his life or death, but who dares to kill him in front of the Holy Lord of Ten Thousand Swords?
Ding!
Yubaitang suddenly felt a little uneasy.
But just when he was about to crush the Dao sword in his hand, a dazzling thunder light suddenly emitted from the young man in white in mid-air.
"boom!"
Like the nine-day mysterious thunder striking the sky.
Like the world-destroying calamity thunder shattering the void.
On the young man's palm, thunder turned into the sea and penetrated the sky, and then...
They were all submerged into the Daoze sword!
"boom!"
The thunder is rolling, shocking people's hearts.
At this moment, everyone looked at the suddenly bright Dao sword, with a look of despair and death in their eyes.
Two principles... merged into one sword?
What a terrifying sight this is?
Even throughout the history of Shengzhou, although there are people who understand the two principles, they are rare.
And there are only a handful of people who integrate the two Tao principles into one.
What's more, how old is Ling Xiao?
Seventeen?
He deserves the title of invincible!
"Damn it!!! Ant, how dare you kill me!!"
Yubaitang's complexion changed drastically. How could he not feel the terrifying power contained in this sword?
Especially the Thunder Principle, which is the nemesis of all soul power in the world.
Moreover, whether it was an illusion or not, he always had a vague feeling that this subtle rule was already close to perfection.
How can it be?
A young man with perfect principles?
"No matter who you are...I want to..."
"Hey, Yubaitang, if you don't want the Yu family to be destroyed, you'd better... don't fight back. That young man is Ling Xiao, the descendant of the Ling clan!"
Just when Yubaitang's whole body was flashing with soul light and he was about to exert all his strength, a long sigh suddenly came from his ears.
"Heir of the Ling clan? What Ling...hiss..."
Suddenly, Yubaitang's whole body was like a deflated rubber ball, still in mid-air.
Ren Nadao's sword pierced through his body, and then fell towards Yu Yuntian's head.
The sarcasm on the latter's face froze almost instantly.
He really couldn't figure out why his ancestor, who was so fierce and irritable just now, suddenly calmed down like this.
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Looking at the bright light falling from the sky, many pictures suddenly appeared in Yu Yuntian's eyes.
He was once the pride of the Yu family, but later he was accepted as a direct descendant by the Holy Master of Ten Thousand Swords.
That day, the entire Yu family went crazy for him.
In the entire Canghai City, when all the cultivators and common people see him, they will bow respectfully and call him "Young Master Jade."
The young man is high-spirited and proud.
But gradually, he lost his original intention amidst the compliments and became proud and indulgent, so much so that... he had the ambition to dare to compete with the Ling clan's young master.
I have been scribbling for twenty years in my life.
You won’t regret it until you die, it’s so good to be alive!
"boom!"
Dao Ze's sword fell from the sky, not even a trace of blood was splashed.
Some are just violent thunder that makes the whole body numb.
As for Yu Yuntian's figure, directly under the power of such terrifying Taoism, it turned into fly ash, not even the dregs were left.
Wanjian Peak suddenly fell into a dead silence.
There is a faint sense of depressing sadness.
The Holy Lord’s personal disciple, Senior Brother Wan Jian, died today…!
"Why."
It wasn't until in front of the temple that a sigh suddenly came out, and the dull shock in everyone's eyes slowly dissipated.
He looked up again and looked at the figure in mid-air. He had already fallen down and was standing in front of people.
White clothes, green sword, starry eyes, vastness.
Invincible fairy posture, probably... so.
I have a sword that can cut the sky, split the sea, kill immortals, kill gods, and slaughter the world!
"From today on, if anyone dares to hurt my brother Ling Tian, his fate will be the same as this person's."
A simple sentence shocked the hearts of three thousand disciples in the Holy Land.